This little 80+ year-old lady lives in our apartment complex and she sits near the elevator all day every day and greets us with a toothless grin. She is so crippled that to walk she has to bend over and hold on to a short little stool and scoots it in front of her as she hobbles around. I'm sure that it must be very painful for her. She speaks Taiwanese so few of the missionaries can understand her. The gospel of Jesus Christ would be such a blessing to this little Buddhist woman. I tell her in Mandarin that "I love her" and with a twinkle in her eyes she grins, laughs and shakes her head and hands back and forth while talking rapidly, and even though I can't understand a word that she is saying, I can almost hear her saying "oh don't be silly, I am an old crippled woman, how could you love me?" She really enjoys the attention that Sister Greene and I give her and waves to us even before we get to her. She brightens our day and hopefully we do the same for her.
Hurray, we finally arrived. This is the gathering of the king-size snails. I wonder if they had an opening hymn and a prayer before starting their meeting.
President and Sister Hoer raised these two turtles, along with five very large gold fish, in the small pond in the mission home back yard. They were about the size of a half-a-dollar when they put them in the pond about three years ago. When they bend over the pond to feed them the turtles come over and poke their heads out of the water as if to say, "ok, ok, now give us the food." They are fun to watch and I believe that the Hoer's will really miss them.
This little 80+ year-old lady lives in our apartment complex and she sits near the elevator all day every day and greets us with a toothless grin. She is so crippled that to walk she has to bend over and hold on to a short little stool and scoots it in front of her as she hobbles around. I'm sure that it must be very painful for her. She speaks Taiwanese so few of the missionaries can understand her. The gospel of Jesus Christ would be such a blessing to this little Buddhist woman. I tell her in Mandarin that "I love her" and with a twinkle in her eyes she grins, laughs and shakes her head and hands back and forth while talking rapidly, and even though I can't understand a word that she is saying, I can almost hear her saying "oh don't be silly, I am an old crippled woman, how could you love me?" She really enjoys the attention that Sister Greene and I give her and waves to us even before we get to her. She brightens our day and hopefully we do the same for her.
Hurray, we finally arrived. This is the gathering of the king-size snails. I wonder if they had an opening hymn and a prayer before starting their meeting.
President and Sister Hoer raised these two turtles, along with five very large gold fish, in the small pond in the mission home back yard. They were about the size of a half-a-dollar when they put them in the pond about three years ago. When they bend over the pond to feed them the turtles come over and poke their heads out of the water as if to say, "ok, ok, now give us the food." They are fun to watch and I believe that the Hoer's will really miss them.
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